Tatoo the palm of my hand with the rythm of your heart

Tatoo my inner ear with the leaf rustle of your snore

Tatoo my eyes with the curve of your lips

Tatoo my shoulder as you roll over and take posession of my arm

Tatoo my knee with the instep of your foot

Tatoo my imagination with a moan and a slow rolling motion of your hips it's so hot tonight though it's freezing from the breeze through the window and you've stolen all the blankets as you usually do, but I don't mind because you've tatooed my soul with your passion, love, and release.

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